1. Slickfang

    Dare The cursed path (closed)

    Grinning she stalked the woman with her eyes until she left. As she was left in the dark all that could be seen was two yellow embers in the black. "Sssee you sssoonnnnn heh hee hee!" @Vyn
  2. Slickfang

    Dare The cursed path (closed)

    The coins felt good in her hand, heavy. "Ooookay." Tucking them away she snatched up the vial and examined it, eyes scrutinizing it as if it might contain some trick. "Jus this one?" The barking laugh erupted from her again. It was so small and would not take much to fill. Uncorking it she...
  3. Slickfang

    Dare The cursed path (closed)

    "Animaaal?" The hacking laugh returned. She did not feel nor look like a child. "Chiiild???" She laughed louder at the Devahni woman. She was funny. "I like yu!" Her finger wagged at the other woman. "Yu smellll like the boss used to, before he died biiiiig style." A hazy thought, someone...
  4. Slickfang

    Dare The cursed path (closed)

    "Hmmmmm!" Her head lolled sideways. "But theyyyy doo screeeeam. Eyes screeeeam. Even aaaas it haaappensss they cannn't belieeeve it." Her smile widened, cutting her face in two. A bizarre request to be certain. "Yu wannn my blud?" She paused for a breath then barked a laugh. A mocking, hacked...
  5. Slickfang

    Dare The cursed path (closed)

    Slickfang poured wavering only because she was already well into her cups. "Nnnno!" Again the voice that hurt to hear, hurt to use. "Haaaaard to screeeeeeam when yur chokinnnng!" Her laugh was dry sand over stone and when she looked up at the woman who asked she found herself wondering what...
  6. Slickfang

    Dare The cursed path (closed)

    (Image taken from the TV show Spartacus, Blood and Sand) The crowd roared. Fighting pits had been banned in the City of Fakoom but that did not mean they were gone. In the deepest darkest corners of its many layers of ancient Imperial Ruins a crowd of at least 1000 souls watched the lanky...
  7. Slickfang

    Open Hooks and chains

    Slickfang no longer remembered what day it was. The bottles had piled up about her on the table of the forgotten public house in the utterly mundane shit post that called itself a village. Her dark eyes looked for a victim and found every one as angering as the last. So she stood and drew her...
  8. Slickfang

    Slickfang

    "Hey kid, you want to see a dead body?"
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